Melissa Gordner Novels & Stories

“She can help me rebuild an Empire after the crisis, Melissa, while you can only hide behind your father's name." "Trust me you don't want to go there,” she looked at me with a serious face. "You already did. I'm just completing what you started.” “OK then, Aldric, I guess you've made your choice. I hope you're ready for what's coming," Melissa said about standing up when I asked her if she knew who the president's personal designer is. “I wouldn't care to know, plus there's just no way it would be Scarlett, whatever her name is. I bet she's all broken or something," Melissa answered before the disappointment.

Andrea asked. "Oh, I'm Melissa Morrison; I'm a friend of your husband," she said, extending her hand forward for a handshake. Andrea looked at her one more time before shaking hands with her. "I'm Andrea, like Sean earlier introduced." " Wow! I'm still finding everything hard to digest. I'm just glad Sean didn't end up with Carmen Wallner. How long have you two been married for? How did you meet Sean? Gosh! There must be something special about you that caught Mr. Wilson's attention." Melissa, who looked extremely excited, bombarded Andrea with tons of questions.

With a trembling voice, she addressed Tony, her eyes locked onto Jada's, a fire of resentment burning within her. "Mr. Aniston," Melissa began, her tone dripping with sarcasm, "I must say, I find it rather peculiar that you would consider Jada your boss. I mean, look at her! She's clearly out of her depth here. She lacks the experience, the knowledge, and the grace required to lead a man like you or any of the Aniston." Turning away from Jada, Tony Aniston regarded Melissa with a cool detachment, his expression unreadable. He did not respond immediately, which only fueled Melissa's growing frustration.

Even the big mahogany table was Christmassy. No Melissa felt uncomfortable because she was thrown into confusion, she was developing feelings for Brock and her feelings for Blake were confusing. He was hot and cold. One minute he was moody the next he was flirty. She didn’t understand. Melissa was brought out of her reverie by Tony asking her “What do you do for a living, Melinda?” “It’s Melissa, Tony and I told you she’s the CEO of Hartford industries where I work.” Elaine corrected him. “Ah so you’re CEO then? What’s that like?” He asked

Melissa said and made a call to someone. "I will be at the programme, make sure I pass the verification," Melissa said and ended the call with a smile. The time slowly went by and Melissa got ready for the programme. She went through her clothes and chose a long red gown with diamonds. It was off-shoulder and had a split on one thigh up to the hip level. She matched it up with a seven-inch heel and let loose her long brunette hair. She put on her heavy make-up and adorned her neck and ears with some jewellery. She looked very seductive with all the artificial curves filling the outfit. She grabbed a purse and satisfied with her looks, exited her apartment and sat in the back seat of her car.

My villa was more comfortable now that I had left LA, I'm going back for the funeral, but I'm leaving right after, I'm going ghost, I don't care how many men they send after me, it won't be easy to find me. I already removed their tracking chip, yeah, Camila and I had tracking chips in our wrists, grandpa removed hers when she was twelve but I couldn't get mine removed, my parents never allowed it, no wonder she could do what she wanted and not care what they think, she could disappear from the earth and they won't know where we went. I walk into the dining room, seeing someone seated in my favorite chair. She was dressed in her usual business wear, black ripped jeans and a hoodie, matched w

Liam's POV Liam sat stiffly in his chair, feeling as though he had been nailed there. His fingers curled into fists so tight that the knuckles were turning white. Beside him, Melissa was still raging at the injustice on his behalf. "She's clearly bringing her personal feelings into official business to take revenge on you! Liam, I refuse to believe that Mr. Garner would approve of her doing this!" Something flashed through his mind at those words. Melissa was right! Even if Marissa had gone to work at Cloud Corporation to take her revenge on him, he didn't think that Caleb Garner would still allow her to do as she wished once he learned the truth.

Melissa said smoothly, her voice carrying a note of warmth. Alexa looked up, startled. She had never seen this woman before. Her striking presence and poised demeanor instantly commanded attention. “Oh, hello… I didn’t hear you coming.” Melissa’s smile widened as she took a seat on the bench beside Alexa, her movements graceful. “You must be Alexa. I’m Melissa, Julian’s aunt.” Alexa blinked, her unease growing. “I… Yes, I’m Alexa. It’s nice to meet you, Madame Melissa.” “Likewise,” Melissa replied, her sharp eyes studying Alexa’s face. “Julian didn’t mention how beautiful you are.”

“Okay, so I have a tiny problem.” “Define tiny.” She grimaced. “It’s this project—the Delgado file? I was supposed to be working under Melissa, but she, uh, kind of hates me.” “Hates you?” “Yup. As in, if I breathe too loudly near her cubicle, she’ll glare at me like I kicked her cat.” I blinked, trying to recall the name. “Melissa… she’s an old employee, right?” “Ancient ,” Jessie said, perching on the edge of my desk. “Tall, blonde, blue eyes, legs for days. The one who walks like she’s permanently on a runway.”